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Chapter 387: Still Must Leave
Liu Qian took the Heart Sutra and asked: “This inner cultivation method—about when should Bairen start practicing it?” Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment and replied: “I reckon Mr. Liu will start enlightening Bairen pretty early. By the time he’s five or six, he should be able to understand the words inside. When that time comes, just let him read and practice on his own.” “Huh?” Liu Qian exclaimed in surprise, “He can only start learning at six? Then why are you in such a hurry to…-
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Qiu Ju laughed and said: “How would I know about that? I did ask him at the time, without knowing his name, how could I tell Qiu Tong? But that disciple said, as long as Qiu Tong reads this letter, she’ll understand. I thought that made sense, so I didn’t press further.” “Oh, I see,” Zhang Xiaohua smiled. “Hehe, then why don’t we just take a look now and find out?” Qiu Ju shot Zhang Xiaohua a glare and said: “Xiaohua, you’re not a little child anymore. How can you still say such…
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Chapter 398: The Bronze Mask
The manor was surrounded on all sides by forest, much of it evergreen pine that did not shed its needles even in winter, clearly meant to conceal something. Yet at this moment, it suited Zhang Xiaohua’s intentions perfectly. He hid himself in a spot and released his divine sense, carefully observing his surroundings. He saw that this was a very large estate, seemingly as big as an entire village. The inside was indeed different from what Zhang Xiaohua had seen before. Huanxi Villa had fields and…-
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This devastating news seemed to have finally crushed the Zhang family, who had been drowning in the sorrow of Zhang Xiaohua’s disappearance. Once again, Guo Sufei took to her bed. Fortunately, at this time, Liu Qian’s belly had already started to show a slight bulge—the third generation of the Zhang family was undoubtedly the spiritual pillar of the household. Meanwhile, Li Yinfeng found herself in an exceptionally awkward situation. She wasn’t officially Zhang Xiaohu’s wife; in fact, even…
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Embedding miniature formations into jade pendants was a technique Zhang Xiaohua had already gained some insight into while stranded on the deserted island. On the ship back to the mainland, his understanding deepened further. By the time he returned to Songning Town, he even tried it out, successfully inscribing a basic calming and meditative formation into an old jade pendant. Out of a sense of making amends, he gifted it to Ji Xiaohua’s mother. However, when Zhang Xiaohua was infusing the jade…
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When Zhang Xiaohua caught the flash of hatred in the cat’s eyes, it was as if a heavy hammer struck his heart. He watched as bright red blood trickled from the cat’s mouth, and as its four legs gradually ceased to move. A wave of sorrow suddenly welled up within him. Once the cat lay utterly still, Zhang Xiaohua glanced around, then carefully scooped up the pitiful, feather-light creature from the ground. Step by step, he walked to the roadside, continuing on until he reached a patch of wasteland. Only…
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Zhang Xiaohua’s guess was indeed correct. Martial arts were improved upon from the Immortal Dao; many techniques and mystical abilities were borrowed from the Immortal Path. Divine sense was a unique ability of the Immortal Path—martial artists could not draw qi into their bodies and thus could not acquire divine sense from the world’s Yuan Qi—but they were aware of its subtle uses. Over the millennia, many exceptionally gifted individuals, following the records in ancient texts, had cultivated…
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“Bairen?” Not only was Guo Sufei astonished, but everyone present furrowed their brows in confusion. Indeed, if Guo Sufei had chosen a name like “Gousheng” or “Erlengzi”—common rustic names—no one would have found it strange. That’s how country folk name their children, after all. But “Bairen”? It had nothing to do with a childhood nickname; even names like “Yaoyao” or “Huanhuan” would have made more sense. Seeing their reactions, Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said: “Mr.…
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Zhang Xiaohua rolled his eyes and said: "What are you talking about? Big Brother, am I really so bad that Mother would have to string me up?" After Zhang Xiaohua explained, Zhang Xiaolong finally understood. He found a rope in the corner and tied up Zhang Xiaohua’s hands and feet tightly. You have to admit, Zhang Xiaolong was quite skilled—he bound Zhang Xiaohua so securely that he couldn’t move an inch. Guo Sufei, standing by, felt sorry for him and kept urging: "Be gentle, loosen it a…
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On the morning of the ninth day of the first lunar month, in a grove about ten li east of Lu Town’s eastern gate, beneath the rising sun, atop the snow-laden crown of a great pine, a tall and slender young man stood. He squinted at the distant sunrise, an unconscious smile playing at his lips. After a few cycles of breathing exercises, he leapt down from the tree and began practicing his fist techniques, each move precise and measured upon the smooth, snowy ground. He finished one set of forms and,…
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